Magic Sprinkles

Magic Sprinkles...

Magic Sprinkles in the air...dream of angles everywhere...
Dream of all those girls and boys...playing with their favorite toys.

Close your eyes...dream a dream...of angles on their magic beam...
Collecting Sprinkles in the sky...while flying oh so very high.

Listen to the words they sing...feel the happiness that they bring...
Magic Spinkles in the air...dream of angels everywhere.

They dust their Sprinkles on both of you...because they know your love is true...
They gather Sprinkles from up above...to shower you with all their love.

Magic Sprinkles in the air...dream of angles everywhere.

Zing...Zing...Zing


Helen Nastri
1983 Copywriter